Sunday, January 30, 2011

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly...

Always a favorite Beatles song of mine, I learned it's the theme song for a young friend born with cerebral palsy. She wanted her third tattoo to be the Beatles' blackbird. I offered to try my hand at the design, which evolved to better-fit CJ as she soars fiercely and confidently at 9 miles/hour in her wheelchair. And always fueled by her need to help the less fortunate.

"Horse"

(crayon on paper Nov.1961) .......... My first appreciated art. Drawn for my father when I was nearly four and he actually framed it. He always encouraged my artistic side. When deciding on college, he seriously suggested my moving to San Francisco to draw portraits on street corners. He meant this is a good way. ................................... Art. Creativity. Inspiration. Dreams. Dreaming aloud is always allowed. I will keep these things here to share. Simply.................................. ...Sharon